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Saturday, February 26, 2011

#4: A trick

    After one whole day of search, there was still no sign of Mr.Vampire. The police was informed and it was determined that he was kidnapped. Much to our disappointment, the camp continued.
    The next day, in the morning, a funny but strange incident happened. Here was how it started. Natalie and I heard someone cursing outside. It turned out to be Trick. We burst into fits of laughter when we saw what happened - he was covered in a bucket of honey! 
    After our laughter finally died down, we asked Trick what actually happened.
    "I was coming out of my camp, then this stupid bucket fell on me!" he groaned.
    "Oh, just use magic to clean up yourself," said Velvet, trying to control her laughter.
    "Did you noticed anything unusual or suspect of anyone?" asked Natalie.
    "I suspect...you two! And your familiars!" said Trick.
    Velvet spat at him, "If I were to do that, I would just use magic and pour the honey in front of you! Why waste energy?" Upon saying that, she chanted, "Bucket of honey I command, Pour on Trick when I wave my wand." 
    Tony was immediately covered in honey again. It was really funny!
    "Natalie isn't so naughty. If it was really one of us, it had to be me." I said, trying to avoid being smacked by Trick.
    "Well, the only thing I saw was a white tail disappearing under the bushes," replied Trick.
    "Look! The same type of fur like what we collected in the forest, stuck in the bottom of the bucket!" shouted Red.
    We looked at each other, thinking the same thing.
<to be continued.>

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Superstition

I disliked superstitions. Although I cannot pronounce myself as a 100% practical person, I can say that I disliked 99% of superstitions. The superstitions that are supposed to bring luck to one is okay. But in my opinion, they never work. Then there are "bad" superstitions. Those are so terrible. They bring tragic to everyone, no matter one believes in them or not, in some way. You see, those who believed will be scared and miserable when they accidentally, say, break a mirror. By being miserable, they cannot concentrate and something bad tends to happen. The others remembered this and they too start to believe. The cycle continues. Some superstitions are worse still(readers must be wondering, how can they get more terrible, yet the answer is positive). These are the superstitions that cause humans to kill other animals. One of the most famous ones is the one which they kill black cats. I hate this. I wish that the people who done it should be turn into fish, cat food, etc. for cats to eat!!! Can't these stupid people see, if cats can really bring bad luck, they will be dead before they can say anything about cats! 
I absolutely loathe, abhor, even hate superstitions!

Friday, February 11, 2011

#3: My enemy disappeared^^

    It was cloudy that night. The moon was hidden behind clouds. Later, about 10 p.m., a strong gust of wind blew the clouds away gradually. That was about when we rested in the camps. The wind was still blowing. Vironica said that the clouds would be gone by midnight. Then I dosed off.
   It was about midnight when I woke up.The others were still asleep. I had a strong sensation that something was going to happen. But I couldn't make out what exactly. I explored the sensation, and it seemed to be good, but somehow I felt guilty about it. Restless, I couldn't sleep. 
    Suddenly, I heard a yell. To be more precise, I thought I heard a yell, and also something moving outside. Scared, I woke Natalie, who assured me that it was just my imagination. 
    Then it howled. Something howled. The same chilly howl. It was definitely nearer. In fact, it sounded just as if it was outside the camp
    It ended just like now it started. So sudden. Exhausted, we fell asleep. Neither of us noticed the pair of eyes glistening outside. 
    The next morning we were awoken by a loud scream. From our teacher. Apparently, Sandy and Fern fell asleep during their watch... And Mr.Vampire was missing!
    I felt good... and guilty.
<to be continued.>

Saturday, February 5, 2011

#2: Canine?!

    The next day, which was the second day of the camp, was just as boring as we expected. That was, for the morning. Then things started to get interesting.
    The main activity between lunch and dinner was hiking through the jungle. It was a race, in fact. We were separated in teams according to our tasks. This means, I, Natalie and Trick were in a team again.
    After what we heard last night, we were most unwilling to enter the forest. However, one of the rules was that the loser of this race would have to keep watch for the night, and worse still, tonight's campsite was in the middle of the forest. The strange thing was that the other campers, our classmates, didn't seem to be the least bit afraid, yet it seemed impossible that they did not hear the howl.
    Inside the forest, things just got stranger and stranger. The forest was supposed to be without harmful carnivorous animals, but there was a piece of half-eaten meat lying around. What's more, claw-marks, poop and paw prints signaled a fierce canine animal around. And there's even a tuft of white fur, which Velvet, following us, kept in an air tight container after finding. Red, an expert on animal fur, told us it was nothing he had seen in Malaysia.
    The strange thing is, again, nobody else seemed to have seen it.
    We were behind the other teams. To avoid losing, Natalie chanted,"Because of we are in a haste,
Blow us to the finishing place." 
    This resulted in our winning. The team of our, at least, my, enemies, Tony(a.k.a. Vampire), Sandy and Federica lost.
<to be continued.> 

Coincidence

To prevent myself from getting sued, I better write this: Anything in this blog is just fictional, except those labeled true, even though they may be based on real events. Similar things are merely coincidence.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

#1: Aaaaooooo!

    "So many mosquitoes! Help!" shouted Trick, while rummaging through his backpack for a repellent.
    We were at a camp somewhere in a national park of Pahang. As usual, we were forced. Even worse, I, Natalie and Trick were in the same group, the group in charge of collecting fire wood.
    "Aaaaooooo!" a howl sounded in the distance.
    "That really gives me the creeps," I said, "it sounded like a wolf."
    Just then, our pets, who made themselves invisible to the others, here to accompany and protect us, appeared. "That's actually a dog," Velvet informed.
    "Dog or wolf, it is terrible. It's one of the reasons I think cats are better," said Natalie, petting Vironica.
    Before Trick or Red had a chance to reply, another howl sounded, nearer this time. it was much more than creepy, in fact, it was simply terrifying. It sent chills down everyone's spines. It was nothing like howls we heard before.
    "What in the whole universe was that?!" I, Natalie and even Trick said together.
    Velvet hesitated for a long time, frowning and thinking. It was obvious that she herself was not sure too. At last she said," Heaven knows. It's not a wolf nor a dog, yet it must be canine. One thing for sure, it's in this forest."
    For some time the temperature dropped and the air froze. The cold moonlight that shone created ghastly shadows. Choking of fear, we decided to rest early.
<to be continued.>
 

Diary

In school, we have to pass up a diary entry almost every week. Our teacher promise she will never tell others what we wrote, that we can write anything we want. 
Just last week, the principal checked our diary books out of a sudden impulse. She said she just want to make sure we had all done our work. But the terrifying thing is that when I got back my book, I found out that she actually READ my entries! Talk about how teachers lie!
Fortunately, I didn't write bad things about her. Perhaps next time I should write this: I say good things about my principal all the time, even to pigeons flying by. Perhaps this will let the school give me all the things they should have given me, but have given my opponent, eh?
But if I try this, I suppose the pigeons will drop dead... then I will probably be interviewed by Mysteryquest, Mystery Files, and I will be famous...
I am going to try it.